We all heard about Pete Reeve, off and on, as about the slickest gunman that the ranges ever turned out.

So he looks Pete over and wonders at finding such a little man." The proprietor drew himself up to his full height.

"He didn't know that size don't make the man! Well, Armstrong trotted out some chuck for Reeve, and after Pete had eaten, Johnny Strange suggested a game.
They sat in at three-handed stud poker.
"Things went along pretty good for Johnny.

He made a considerable winning.

Then it come late in the afternoon, and he seen he'd have to be getting back home.